Zhu Xie faced Guan Chouhai, a great master who had been famous for many years.
He himself had just been promoted to Grand Master. Although he was evenly matched with Guan Chouhai with his special death energy, after a long time, he would definitely not be his opponent.
Although he only had a moment to deal with Li Changsheng just now, he originally thought he would have time to return to defend Guan Chouhai, but he really underestimated the background of a Taoist sect leader.
Guan Chouhai did not waste this fleeting opportunity and activated the double bracelets to give him a fatal blow.
An even more terrifying death energy erupted completely out of control, and people as strong as Li Changsheng and Guan Chouhai hurriedly dodged back.
Shrouded in the air of death, the flowers, plants and trees within dozens of feet suddenly withered and turned yellow.
Zhu Xie, with his heart full of blood, was half-kneeling in the center. He had not taken in enough breath, and his life was obviously cut off.
The expressions of other people in the field changed. Li Changsheng had a solemn look on his face: "To be able to gather such a strong death aura, how many people must die in your hands."
Although Zhu Xie Chixin was the commander-in-chief of the Embroidered Clothes Messengers, and an unknown number of officials died at his hands, it was impossible for him to develop such a deadly spirit. Even if all the officials in the court were killed, it might not be enough.
Of course Zhu Xie Chixin knew what was going on, but he had no time to answer at this time. Instead, he looked at the emperor in the distance, his eyes full of confusion.
"Amitabha, the benefactor has committed murder all over his body and deserves this retribution." Master Jianhuang clasped his hands together. As a Buddhist monk, he generally pays attention to compassion. Even before death, he would say a few words of pity to the most evil person. But feeling the death energy on Zhu Xie Chixin's body just now, he felt that he deserved his death.
Zhao Jing stared at Zhao Hao closely, with some doubts in his eyes: "You clearly had a chance to save them just now, why did you always stand by and watch?"
Zhao Hao said calmly: "With Wang Wuxie's cultivation, he has fallen to this stage. It is obvious that he was betrayed by the people around him, and it was only betrayal by the closest and most trusted person that could achieve that effect. How can I not learn from the past? Only? Only in this way can we see who is loyal and who is traitorous.”
Only then did everyone understand that he was worried that Zhu Xie would betray him or Eunuch Wen, so they just watched and did not take action.
Hearing his answer, Zhu Xie's expression was surprised and angry, but as expected, he couldn't hold on anymore and his head dropped directly.
Wu Wuyan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sure enough, Bo Liang is ruthless. Seeing so many loyal people dying for you, as the saying goes, there are three kinds of people in the world, men, women, and emperors. I finally understand it when I meet you today."
At this time, King Zhao Jing of Qi said: "The Great Elder's words are wrong. It's just that Zhao Hao is particularly cold-hearted. If I become the emperor, I will never be as hard-hearted as him."
Next, we still need everyone to work together, and naturally we don’t want other people to have grudges.
On the other side, the embroidered messengers, the imperial guards, the elders of Xuandu, the little monk Jingse, and other Taoist masters were fighting fiercely, and they were far away from here. Obviously they knew that this was a fight between gods, and the slightest aftermath could make them They were all in ashes, but they didn't notice what was happening here, otherwise their morale might have collapsed.
Zhao Hao sneered and said: "To put it nicely, when you get to my position, you will naturally do the same thing. Emperors are all lonely."
"I will prove that I am different from you," King Qi replied coldly, then looked at Wu Wuyan, "Great Elder, do it."
Wu Wuyan nodded, forming a void seal in his hand, and some obscure syllables sounded in his mouth.
Then a translucent scarecrow appeared in front of him.
Zhao Hao sneered: "You actually want to use the victory-weary technique to deal with me. Wu Wuyan, are you out of your mind and crazy?"
Wu Wuyan didn't answer. Seven light needles suddenly formed in his hand and stabbed directly at the translucent scarecrow.
A wave of ripples that was invisible to the naked eye spread, and Zhao Hao's expression suddenly changed as if he was watching a play.
Almost at the same time, his body trembled, and several circles of black light floated around him, and black runes could be faintly seen running through his body.
His calm expression finally changed: "Why does it work on me?"
Wu Wuyan looked a little proud: "As long as you know your birth date, body, hair, skin and other things, our witchcraft secrets can be effective. These are our rules."
Zhao Hao said in a deep voice: "Where did you get my hair and skin?"
With Zhao Jing here, he was probably the one who told the birth date, but he had always been very wary of things like hair and skin, so it was impossible for King Qi to get them.
"Your Majesty, doesn't he know everything? Why bother asking me?" Wu Wuyan smiled.
Zhao Hao's face darkened, and he looked at the dead Eunuch Wen, thinking that this dog slave had really betrayed me!
On weekdays, Eunuch Wen takes care of his daily life. If anyone has the opportunity to get these things from him, it must be this eunuch.
Fortunately, I felt a little regretful for not saving him just now. Now it seems that I am lucky that I didn't save him, otherwise I might have fallen into the trap just now.
At this time, King Qi, Master Jianhuang, Li Changsheng and others all looked at Wu Wuyan in shock. Initially, everyone did not have high hopes, but the result was unexpectedly good.
Is this witchcraft's victory-weary technique really so powerful?
The previous Wang Wuxie was the result of everyone's joint efforts, so although everyone was a little emotional, they were not shocked to this extent.
But now the emperor, who had always been invincible, unexpectedly fell under this victory-weary technique. Several people couldn't help but become highly vigilant, thinking in their hearts what Wu Wuyan would do if he used this technique to deal with him in the future.
Wang Wuxie fell into this technique and was directly enslaved. The technique used by Wu Wuyan this time was obviously more advanced. So what will happen to the emperor?
Will he be worshiped to death directly, or will he become a slave like Wang Wuxie?
Seeing everyone looking at him, Zhao Hao sneered: "Do you really think these evil spells can deal with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, golden light appeared all over his body, and the black halos around him were directly shattered.
Wu Wuyan, who had been a little complacent just now, suddenly changed his face and spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body suddenly became sluggish, his face was as pale as a zombie, and he could no longer stand up straight, but fell limply to the ground.
King Qi and others were shocked. They didn't even see Zhao Hao take action. The powerful elder of Wumen lost his fighting ability like this?
Wu Wuyan quickly said at this time: "Although my secret technique is not fully effective, he is not completely unaffected. Now his cultivation level has been weakened by at least 20%. I am afraid he will not be able to recover in a short time. There you have it.”
Zhao Jing was overjoyed. In fact, he couldn't believe it when he saw Zhao Hao fall into the victory-weary technique before. How could the invincible imperial brother capsize so easily?
On the contrary, it makes people suspect that this is Zhao Hao's conspiracy.
Today's development is the most reasonable. Although Wu Wuyan has lost his combat effectiveness, he has made a great contribution by weakening Zhao Hao by 20%.
Originally facing the invincible Zhao Hao, he felt a little unsure, but now he is more confident than ever.
